Intentional, Infectional

Buzzing Bombardier

There was still several hours of sunlight left before nightfall, with all the tests done, and with a little bit more help to find the Medical records on Beirah Lyst, they figured out everything they could about her before she vanished. Mandalay was standing next to her with the report in hand, letting her read off it while they waited.

Her name was there, which she already learned, but it also turns out she was eighteen, and her birthday was July 17th. Mandalay next to her sighed, almost looking saddened at the documents.

"Well, looks like you're too old to enter into Hero schools now..."

"Those will be unnecessary."

"What do you mean by that?"

Beirah looked to her shoulder, one of her rocker pods popping out. "My specialties involve fighting, and I am almost entirely inept in the rescue half. I would fail as a student due to this fact."

"I'm sure you can figure out a way."

"It's not possible, not with my weapons."

"Speaking of your weapons..." They both turned to look at Eraserhead, or as he introduced himself to Beirah as, Shota Aizawa. "We need to see them in action before we can take this any further. We can't have someone with unregistered weapons roaming around, especially if it involves your new Quirk."

Beirah turned to him fully, which he learned is her way of showing you have her attention. He turned around and walked back to the car where Nezu is still in, the Chimera smiling happily as he was still in a daydream about her weapons of possible mass destruction.

"Mandalay, any chance you can take her to UA for now? We want to check what she has with all we have there."

"Course I can! Though..." She spied a glance at Beirah for a moment. "Can me and her talk privately for a moment?"

"Do whatever you want, just don't drag it on." He went back to the car, starting it up and driving off with Nezu, who was waving out the car at the two as they drove off.

With the two all alone in the Clinic's parking lot, Mandalay...actually looked slightly nervous. Beirah was never one to start conversations, so she took a steadying breath before speaking.

"So...Beirah?"

As usual, Beirah turned to her, but didn't speak. Mandalay gave her a small smile, holding up one of her Paw gloves that she took off due to the no weapons rule in the Clinic.

"Since you don't really have anywhere to go home to...and you might have a tough time really trying anywhere else...do you want to stay with The Wild Wild Pussycats?"

"Affirmative."

"I know that it's a tough decision to decide to live in the mounta-...huh?"

Beirah looked to the truck, the decals on it clearly mismatching it from the rest with all the cat pictures taped onto it. "The Swarm trusts you, and so I will too. It is important to stick with those who you can rely on to watch your back."

For a moment, Mandalay was silent, before smiling and bringing her in for a hug. "I'm glad you decided that...wow, you're really uncomfortable to hug."

"My armored body is designed with power and defense in mind, not comfort."

"I know that, but I wish it was at least a little huggable..." She pouted and poked her see through stomach, seeing the ripples happen each time she did in the green fluid inside. "What is all that stuff anyways?"

"The main storage unit for my Nannites. Rupture it, and I assure you that the area around me would soon be completely destroyed."

"Okaygotit!" She basically teleported away from her stomach after the warning, already waiting next to the truck. "Come on! We have to get you to UA!"